Formerly known as FFXFan

It's so strange, enjoying work. It's a feeling I've not had since I was at Game, and even then that was before things went shit. Still, I guess I should explain exactly what I'm on about, so read on.

Yesterday, as you know, I was in Nottingham, and we managed to get two days worth of training down in one day. Again, you know this, because I wrote it down yesterday. Fast forward to this morning, and when I got to work, Tracey (Assistant Manager) was stood outside the back entrance, having a crafty fag. When she saw me, she waved, said good morning and said that she'd heard that I'd done rather well from Harry (lady who did the training yesterday). Knowing that Harry had rang my store yesterday to tell them that we'd done, I thought nothing of it, and went inside. Then, Martin (Store Manager) saw me, pretty much came running up and said "Super Scholar! Two in one, two in one!", which made me smile a little.

And it just kept happening. I had fellow members of staff coming up to me and congratulating me on a job well done etc. I even had both the store Directors come up to me offering congratulations. Nigel (one of the Directors) even went so far as to ask me if the Dispensing side of the business appeals to me, which I must admit does, and I told him as such as well. I've only been in store two days. People have also noted that I've settled in more today than I had on Monday, which is good to hear. It usually takes me ages to settle into a new job, so to have done that in three days is a very good thing for me.

Today, I've been pre-testing, which basically means I've been doing a couple of quick tests with each patient, before they go off for their eye test with an optician. I was working with Nauris, who is quite a laugh, so we had fun for most of the day. I've also had staff coming up to me and saying that I'm doing a good job with this as well, so it was hard for me to make my way home at the end of the day without a smile on my face, as I'm sure you'd agree.

The reason it feels strange is because I'm used to being made to look like I'm stupid, or incapable of doing a job which I'm given to do. Tash had a habit of doing this all the time, and it fucked me off, so being able to get on and do a job (which is infinately more important than anything The Spaxx could get me to do. After all, this is a person's health I'm dealing with here), and then get congratulated on a job well done by Nigel at the end of the day is a very big thing. Instead of waking up in the morning and thinking "Ugh, work", I'm actually looking forward to it because I feel like I'm actually improving myself, and this in turn is progressing my job from just being a job into a career.

Speaking of waking up, the oddest thing happened this morning. I went to bed around 11:30, after I'd had a shower and shit. After texting Mena to say good night, I normally reduce my phone's volume level from 5 down to 1 or 2, and then leave it by my bed, just in case she found the time to text back, and last night I thought I'd done the same. At around 12:45, she sent me a message back. Here's the odd bit: I can't remember it.

I remember falling asleep with my phone still next to my pillow, and when I woke up, it was on top of my CDs, where I usually leave it when I go to sleep. I also noticed that I'd left the phone volume on level 5, and then noticed not long after that that I'd got a message from Mena. Now, I've checked with parents, and they were both KO'd, asleep, so they didn't hear my phone's message tone go off. I don't recall getting woke up by it either, yet I must've woke up, checked the message, cancelled out and then put my phone on my CDs, and gone back to sleep. Level 5 is a very loud volume level, and not only that, but my phone vibrates. I'm fairly sure that there's no way it wouldn't wake me up fully, yet somehow it didn't, and it's confused the hell out of me all day. I guess it's something funny that's filled a couple of paragraphs, at least.

And on that somewhat humourous note, I shall leave you. My blog should be another interesting one tomorrow, as I've got a driving lesson at 7 until 8, so I'll probably babble on about that. On top of that, I'm hopefully going to have another cracking day at work, and it's an Anniversary day. 35 months with Mena, and I can't even celebrate it with her Can't actually remember the last anniversary we spent together. Well, there's always next month. Three years ^_^

Night people
-=Gavvie=-